Authors note
Hope you enjoy this and please leave your review. These are the ages of the brothers.
Scott- 22
John-20
Virgil-19
Gordon-17
Alan-16
Chapter one
John was floating through his space craft with nothing but a free mind. Very little incidents have occurred over the last week and John and his brothers have finally managed a well deserved rest. Realising that he hasn't had a proper conversation with his brothers in a while he decided to call into Tracy Island. Scott picked up. As expected. "John what's up?"
"Hey Scott just feel like chatting." He replied annoyed at himself. God he sounded like a little kid.
"Space finally getting to ya huh?"
"Nah, I've got EOS. It's just I'm a little bored."
"Well enjoy the silence." Scott reminded his brother.
"Yeah I will," He smiled, "What you guys up to then?" He asked trying to make conversation.
"Well I just finished some paper work, Brains and Kayo went to the mainlands for a week. Some technology convention or something like that. Virgil's umm," Scott scanned the room, "Somewhere. Alan's doing homework and Gord…" John blanked out as his focus was drawn to a set of blinking lights coming from the image of Tracy Island. "John?" Scott asked attempting to regain his brothers attention. "What's wrong?"
John tried to dig out the source of the beeping be was unable to locate it. "Scott, somethings appeared on the tracker and its heading slowly to the Island. Whatever it is it's not letting me identify it. I can't get anything. Not the size, the capacity, anything. Listen Scott, you get Gordon to go into thunderbird 4 and check it out, tell him to be careful we don't know what it is. I'll try to contact them in the meantime."
Scott nodded at his younger brothers orders, "FAB." With the comm link switching off he turned and headed over to the pool where Gordon was swimming freely. "Gordon suit up. John wants you to check something out in Thunderbird 4. He can't seem to identify it and its heading this way so be careful."
Without asking any questions Gordon replied simply with, "FAB." And jumped out of the pool heading to thunderbird 4's launch pad.
With Scott telling the others to be on their toes, Gordon, sat in thunderbird 4, flew into the ocean surrounding his home island. Ten minutes passed and thunderbird 4 continued to fly smoothly, and slowly, through the water he grew closer and closer to the stationary unidentified object that has caused him, and his brothers, to be nervous.
Slowing down, his vision was met with that of a large daunting submarine. "Scott?" nothing. Nothing but static. "Scott?" again. Nothing. Despite being unable to reach his brother he continued to investigate the uninvited sub that has threatened his home. Gordon decided just to circle the vessel and wait to hear from his brothers. He managed to get a good look at the sub. Covered In what he could only think of as missile launchers his fear began to grow. Sat uneasily in his chair he watched the black sub that has yet to move since his arrival.
"Gord… bac… repea… Com… ck." Hearing the vague orders from his brother he started to head back to thunderbird 4's launch pad. Getting closer and closer the radio transmitions began to become clearer. "Hurry Gord… u're in danger… out quickly!" Being given little to no time to think Gordon's radar began to bleep viciously as a missile had been located heading straight towards him. Picking up speed his attempt to avoid the missile didn't go according to plan. Making a swift turn to the left the missile hit thunderbird 4's propellers spiralling the yellow sub out of control. Hitting a rocky wall Gordon's world went black.
"Gordon? Gordon?!" John bellowed in his coms in a failed attempt to reach his brother who he sent into the unknown putting his life in danger. With Thunderbird 4's tracking beacon disappearing from the raider John started to panic and called Scott.
"John, did you get hold of Gordon?!" Scott frantically asked the second he made the connection.
"No and now TB4 is off the radar. I can find him anywhere." Scott noticed the panic in John's voice.
"Don't worry John, He'll be fine. Kids a survivor."
"Scott you've got to get Virgil and Alan far from the house, we don't know who were dealing with. But they're not the good guys."
"FAB" Scott replied but before he turned the com off he looked at Johns worry face. "John, He's going to be fine."
"I know, you guys stay safe as well." The hologram image of Scott shut off and John floated around in TB5 wishing he was back home there to help his brothers.
Doing the only thing he thought that might help he continued to search for TB4. Knowing it was damaged by a missile he could only image the troubles ahead for both his brothers and the fate of international rescue.
Authors note
Please leave a review and I hope you enjoyed. I feel like it was a bit fast paced but please let me know your thought on the first chapter. Thank you very much for reading this. It means a lot. :3